Chapter Twenty-Seven: Guardian of the Treasury

"You should have hidden your cultivation, right?" asked the Demon Lord, who was dressed in a black feather coat and had a handsome face with prominent canine teeth, to the White Bone Spirit.

The same can be said. The Bone Spirit replied.

"What is the true cultivation?" asked the old demon cultivator subconsciously.

The white bone spirit said indifferently: "What is the old man's life?"

The old demon cultivator was stunned, shook his head, and did not speak again.

Half a moment later, the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan led the four of them to a huge mountain made entirely of bones and broken weapons, and said in a deep voice, "The treasure house has arrived, you can choose." ”

The reaction of the four demon lords at that time was this:

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This Nima is guarded by no guards, there is not the slightest flash of treasure, and the hill is completely made of corpses and rotten soldiers, is it called a treasure house and not a garbage dump?

The white bone spirit felt that the dignified ghost clan would definitely not be so shabby, and in this bone mountain iron hill, there might be some mystery hidden. It's just that when he released his divine thoughts and glanced at the bones, he instantly gave up this thought.

Looking left and right, this is clearly just a garbage dump.

"Great Elder, is there definitely a treasure in this treasure house?" the White Bone Spirit couldn't help but ask.

"Do not trust your eyes, nor your thoughts, but choose treasures with your heart. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said, "Perhaps the worn bronze ring you picked up on the Bone Mountain is a great holy weapon. Maybe the ring you picked up in the mountain of bones hides a world inside. ”

The four of them looked at each other, and then climbed the Bone Mountain one after another under the urging of the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan.

"Meiqi, Lingyue, do you two have a way to select treasures?" asked the White Bone Spirit.

"We can't choose, we don't see anything at all. Lingyue said helplessly.

The white bone spirit bowed his head silently, his eyes followed the footsteps, and he kept observing.

"Is it true that the higher you go, the higher the level of the magic weapon?" At this moment, among the four people, the demon lord who was short in stature, like a child of seven or eight years old, had a big head, asked.

"Of course not. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan shook his head and said, "Maybe there is the strongest treasure hidden in the lowest layer of the Bone Mountain. ”

"In that case, can I pick five skulls?" asked the Dwarf Demon Lord.

"In principle, you can only take one thing out. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said

"I want to use five heads to refine a magic weapon, this is also a treasure, right?" said the Dwarf Demon Lord with a smile.

The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't take it as an example. ”

The dwarf demon lord was overjoyed, and reached out to beckon a head and held it in his arms.

It didn't take long for the three impostors to pick out their items, but only the White Bone Spirit, who never claimed their rewards.

"Go back to the Oni Altar first. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said to the three Demon Lords.

The three of them took one last look at the white bone spirit, a faint fluctuation flashed in their eyes, and they turned around and went down the mountain.

The white bone spirit walked forward silently, and the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan followed behind him, and just like that, he came to the top of the mountain.

"Don't you have anything to choose?" Standing together on the top of the Bone Mountain, the inexplicable yin wind swept the mysterious robe of the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan, which also made his voice have a bit of a cold taste.

"No, I have something to choose from. The Bone Spirit said, coming to a dead black tree, "I want this tree." ”

"This tree doesn't work. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said with a strange gaze.

The White Bone Spirit said seriously, "This is different from what you said before. ”

The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said, "What we said is that you can choose three magic weapons at will, but this tree, it is a guardian. ”

"Guardian?" the Bone Spirit was a little surprised, "it doesn't look like it has the slightest breath of life. ”

"That's because you can't feel it. ”

The White Bone Spirit paused and said, "Since a whole tree can't do it, then it's always okay to ask for ten or eight branches, right?"

"Why does it have to be?" asked the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan.

"I suddenly felt that it should be very powerful, so I made up my mind. ”

"......" The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan was silent for a long time before he exhaled and said, "Ten roots and eight roots are impossible, at most three roots, and they are worth the quota of three magic weapons." ”

The white bone spirit said, "You don't have to pick like this, do you? ”

"This tree was once the true God. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said lightly.

The white bone spirit blinked and said, "Deal!"

At that moment, the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan personally went to talk to the black tree, and the white bone spirit didn't know how they communicated with each other, but he waited for nearly three hours before three black lights flew down from the black tree and hung in front of him.

The White Bone Spirit took three branches the length of an ordinary person's arm in his hand, carefully observed, but still couldn't get any gains, and then threw them into the ghost world.

"Do you want to enter the Demon Land?" said the Great Elder of the Ghost Clan.

"What is hidden in the Demon Land?"

"Opportunities and challenges. ”

It's equivalent to not saying it...... The White Bone Spirit shook his head and said, "Do you have anything to mention me before entering the Demon Land?"

The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan hesitated for a moment and said, "If you meet a woman covered in red fruits among them, don't hesitate at all, and flee quickly!"

The Bone Spirit asked, "What happens if I don't have time to escape?"

"It's not going to die right away, but it's hard to survive. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said ominously.

Seeing that he was evasive, the white bone spirit no longer asked, and said, "How to get to the Demon Land?"

"Just travel through time and space. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan said, and the scepter in his hand emitted a dazzling demonic light, distorting time and space, forming a portal.

"It's ...... It can't be a prison or something, right?"

"Of course not. The Great Elder of the Ghost Clan shook his head and silently added in his heart, "You haven't reached this level yet. ”

The Bone Spirit smiled and leapt into the space-time portal......

In an instant, the flesh of the white bone spirit only passed through a door, but came to another world.

This is a vast continent, the demonic energy on the continent is rolling, almost condensed into mist, the sky is covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, but no rain falls, as if the end of the world is coming.

No, the end times may have already come. Because when the white bone spirit released the divine thought, he found that within the scope of the divine thought, only he had the breath of life.

"This is probably the best paradise for demon cultivators. Lingyue said: "Because the essence of the demonic qi here is pure, there is no need to refine it at all, and you can increase your power by directly devouring it!"